Chapter 151
I pushed thein to go through the blood preparation process, watching as they underwent the tests and filled out the paperwork.
But halfway through, a nurse walked in, her face full of confusion. “There’s an issue with their information. Their blood type doesn’t match what’s. needed. None of them do. Ms Moreno, did you make a mistake?”
I frore. I quickly turned around, looking for Dexter–he was gone.
The others, as if on cue, disappeared from sight, leaving me standing there, dazed. The nurses words echoed in my mind, the shock so overwhelming that I could barely process it.
None of them had the correct blood type for Juno. From the very beginning, Dexter had been lying to me. My tears began to fall in torrents, mixing anger and despair. It was like being hit by a crashing wave, knocking me off my feet.
When I returned to the parking lot, I saw that my car window had been shattered, and Alton was nowhere to be found.
Stumbling home. I locked myself in my room. It wasn’t until 1 felt a small presence beside me that I realized I wasn’t alone anymore.
Juno gently wrapped his arms around me. “Mommy, why aren’t you eating?”
In the dim light, I couldn’t even see his sweet face clearly, but hearing his voice, I couldn’t hold back. I pulled him into my arms, burying my face in him as the tears flowed silently.
I couldn’t even cry out loud. I was terrified that if I let myself lose control, the fragile strength I was clinging to would shatter completely.
After a while. I wiped my tears away and choked out, “Mommy’s fine. Just… work didn’t go well today.”
Juno, though not fully understanding nodded and comforted me. “Don’t cry, Mommy. Don’t worry, you’re so strong. I believe in
you
I nodded, holding him even tighter. “Mommy will be okay.
Juno was my anchor, and there was no turning back now. With a deep breath, I collected myself, wiped away the remnants of my breakdown, and
left the room
Martha and Clara were both worried when they saw my pale face and lack of energy. But when they saw me eating without hesitation, they seemed
to relax.
Truthfully. I had no appetite. But I knew I couldn’t break down. Work still had to be done, and Juno needed me. I didn’t have the luxury of falling арап
After finishing my meal, I calmed myself and explained the whole situation to Martha and Clara
Before I could finish, Clara erupted. “That scumbag, still lying? The blood type’s wrong, and he’s still playing these games? It’s bad enough he took your money, but now he’s delaying Juno’s treatment!”
Martha’s face turned white with anger. “Your father always had good judgment. From the start, he said Dexter was too calculating, not someone you could trust for life. Who would’ve thought he’d even use his own son… just for a little money?”
I took a deep breath. “It’s my fault. I trusted them too easily.”
“But it’s okay,” I continued, my voice firm. Til contact a new doctor and change the treatment plan” My gaze hardened. If it can’t be done here, we’ll go abroad. I refuse to believe that without Dexter, I can’t save my son.”
Aberce determination flared inside me, I wasn’t going to give up. I immediately scheduled an appointment with a top pediatric specialist and planned to take Juno the very next day.
As I was on my way, my phone rang. It was Jeremy.
“Ms. Moreno,” he said, “you damaged my car, and it’s still being repaired. Don’t you think you should come and drive me to and from work? A little gesture of apology, perhaps
